While Simon and Jeanette were making arrangement for a date, Alvin and Brittany were trying to come up with an escape plot, but aren't trying very hard. If you haven't read Chapter 3, you'll be lost. It's a direct continuation. This is an extremely short chapter, because I am working on the next chapter, which will be much longer. Enjoy!
"Well, how're we gonna do that, genius?" Brittany sarcastically questioned. She then folded her arms.
"We could...no. We could try to...no. I have no idea," he said, sounding defeated.
He walked over to the bed and sat down. Brittany unfolded her arms, and sat down next to him. She rested her head on his shoulder, and sighed.
"I'm positive that we're going to rot in this cell," she said, sounding worried.
"No, they wouldn't leave us here that long, someone will bail us out." he tried to sound positive for her, but for now, thinks were looking bleak.
"What if they don't? What if this is their revenge for years of torture?" she questioned.
"But we're family, and they love us, no matter what." he put his arm around her back and pulled her closer.
They were both worried. They didn't know how this would affect their careers, or their siblings careers. They wanted to be out of prison, and at home. After a while, they decided sleep would be the best thing. They fell asleep together on the single bed. Alvin had his arm wrapped around Brittany's waste, and they slept a long, soundful sleep.
To be continued...
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